Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Slave Trader born in the past three hundred years. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Pandjed was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 7000 sp. Jade (60 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp).

Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers red and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lamlis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a grey wide-brimmed hat and grey clothes. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.